Page 57 of Need You To Choose Me

Until now.

Until I saw this preppy dude flirt with Savannah.

Because something about seeing that guy’s hands on her, like they belonged there, annoyed the crap out of me.

I down the rest of my drink. “Shut up, Fernandez.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Becky asks as she joins our group.

“Blake’s dark mood.” Miguel slips his hand around her waist as he pulls her into his side and takes her in. His palm rubs atthe side of her belly, his lips brushing against the top of her head. “How are you feeling, Red?”

“The same.” She waves him off, those green eyes fixing on me. “Why gloomy?”

“No reason.” I look over her shoulder, expecting to see Savannah there, but she’s nowhere in sight. “Where is Savannah?”

“So that’s the reason for the gloominess.” She smirks. “I should have figured as much.”

“He got jealous when Nico stopped by.”

Becky’s elbow connects to Miguel’s side, and he lets out a soft yelp. “As if you’re one to talk. You men are all the same.” She rolls her eyes. “She left for home a little while ago since she was tired.”

“Tired?”

“Yes, Blake. Pregnant women get tired. And on that note, I think I’m ready to go home. My feet are killing me.”

Miguel doesn’t need to be told twice. “C’mon, Red. I promise to give you a foot rub when we get home. How does that sound?”

“Perfect.”

They say their goodbyes, already too lost in one another. I watch them walk away slowly, and I can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. He was ten years my junior, and he had his life figured out. He put a ring on his fiancée’s finger, and now they were expecting their first baby together.

“You want another drink?” Aaron asks, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“Nah, I’m good.” I shake my head. “I think we’ll go home too. Make sure Daniel didn’t get into any trouble while we were away.”

Aaron gives me a knowing look. “Yeah, good luck with that.”

Knowing Daniel? I had a feeling I might need it.

Together, we collect the boys who have moved from shooting hoops to the bumper cars and go back to the parking lot, where we say our goodbyes.

“Did you have fun?” I ask Levi as we get on the road.

“It was the bestest.” He smiles sleepily. “Can we go again?”

I let out a soft chuckle. “I’m not sure when the next town fair will be, but sure, we can go.”

“Can Kyle come with us the next time?” he asks, his smile growing bigger at the idea. “I think he would like it.”

“We’ll see, buddy. How about we start with a play date at the park or something?”

“Or he could come to our house, and we can play together with Lego bricks.”

“Sure thing; we can ask.”

Levi nods. “You’ll have to learn how to talk with your hands.”

“Talk with my hands?” My brows pull together in confusion.

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